So we decided to start building a house
this year. And by start building, I mean install a septic system
because West Virgina doesn't want people just pooping in the creek.
It all came about because the Internet
died. Remember that 500ft of Cat 5 we ran from one mobile home to
the other? And remember how that sort of worked but then didn't?
Yeah. So we came to the conclusion that we have to build the house.
Closer to the internet.
It is the only way.
So we went to town and talked to the
department of health, and they gave us a booklet and told us that we
had to have a test done so they can make sure we have enough
drainage. Or maybe we need too much drainage and okay maybe I didn't
read the damn book.
Whatever.
Or course we are still a long way away
from actually, you know building the thing.
You know, when you plan your dream
house you have things that you want. Beautiful unique awesome things
that you dream about having and plan on having and day dream
about when you should be thinking about other things.
Now, to prepare yourself for the real
experience, take about half of those things that you
wanted, and maybe more if you are really poor, and just wipe them off
the map.
Then your ready to build!
Ha ha ha! Isn't this exciting!
Oh god.
I have been torn between Oh god we
are finally going to build a house I have been waiting years and
years for this moment when we would finally start and it's going to
be the best house ever in the whole world and Oh god we are
going to have to actually build a house and what If we screw it up
and county won't let us live there and everyone laughs at us and then
I die alone in gutter because I am a failure at life and everything?
So I've pretty much
been bouncing back and forth between giddy excitement and terror.
Whee!
Yeah. So we are still busy trying to do
all of those things that we need to prior to this house idea. Like
fix the driveway and move the bunnies because there shed is smack in
the way and pulling fence posts out of the house site and finding
places to rent an auger because the septic test involves way too many
holes to dig by hand.
And SWEET BANANA MONKEYS I AM GOING TO
BUILD A MOTHER FUCKING HOUSE AND NO I WILL NOT STOP SHOUTING BECAUSE
HOUSE, HOUSE, HOUSE, HOUSE, HOUSE!
With rooms and a staircase and plumbing
and electricity and walls that don't give slightly when you press on
them and more then two outlets in the kitchen and, and everything.
Squee!
Congratulations! That's such exciting and great news! When you say that you're going to build it - do you mean that you and Scott are going to do all the manual labour? (*groan* I feel so small on this blog lol)
ReplyDeleteJoking aside - I'm very happy for you :)
How exciting! My mother got to build one and then she was like a crack whore, begging Dad to let her build another house. She's built like 4 now and she's still jonesing. Careful! Could be addictive!
ReplyDeleteWow. How awesome and terrifying! ...and awesomely terrifying. and terrifyingly awesome. I feel your roller-coaster. and all the crap stuff has to be done first, so it will feel SO LONG until the cool stuff is being done.
ReplyDelete*sigh* But Thrill in the moment!
Heh, crap stuff, septic system. Pun intended?
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